The Talk

[cattygabriel]

Time: April 22nd, evening
Place: Michael's room
Status: Private (Gabriel, Michael) - Complete
Summary: Awkwardness reigns as Gabriel decides that he needs to talk to Michael.

Gabriel had gotten very little rest since the previous night's nightmare. After the initial fear and revulsion at himself, he had just begun to calm down in the library when he remembered what Daniel had told him of the problems with the Dreaming, and that strange shared dream with Loki. He had felt strangely giddy during the dream...

If that had really been Michael in his dream, if their dreams had somehow merged, then what had happened in the dream... He shuddered, running his fingers through his mussed black hair for the umpteenth time.

Why don't you just leave Heaven forever and get it over with? You're halfway gone already.

I've loved you since the moment I saw you.

Suddenly it was all he was aware of, the pressure of warm lips against his own, the soft but strong grip on his arms, the sudden warmth pooling in his abdomen -

Gabriel shuddered again, face paler than usual. How could he face Michael after that, even if it had simply been an addled dream of his own? Yet he had to find out if it had simply been a dream of his own or if - he bit his lip - it had been a shared dream, if Michael was aware of what had happened as well.

I need to find Michael.  And he knew that Michael was in his own room. Gabriel took a deep breath, quitting his room and knocking on the door next to it.

"Michael?"